Every year, about this time, Rocky's circle of friends like to celebrate what they call, Meat Fest. The gents adorn blazers, the ladies wear lycra and we gorge ourselves at a Brazilian steakhouse in honor of Chris and Tom's birthdays. Really, what better way is there to recognize the beginning of an era, a turning of a page than with waiters hovering with meat on sticks?
Rocky and I are truly fortunate to have a good excuse to pork up on protein and even more fortunate to have such good friends stick around through thick and thin. After all, in just the two years since this picture was taken, there have been three weddings, one baby and one pregnancy announcement. Happy birthday Tom, Chris and in about five months, little Pickens!